“He stands in the doorway like a dark angel. His hair curls a little around his face, softening the hard perfection of… — Anna Zaires Copy Share Image
“This is how the past interrupts our lives, all of it entering the same doorway--like the hole in the trunk of my… — Natasha Trethewey Copy Share Image
“I wasn’t Dex Foray. I was just this emotion that was crumbling to the floor, holding onto the doorway like it was… — Karina Halle Copy Share Image
“Maybe he evolved,” Priya said from the bathroom doorway, “like a Pokémon.” — Rainbow Rowell Copy Share Image
